Luyện nghe bài hát No One's Iller Than Me

Artist: Eminem f/ Swift, Bizarre &

Yeah...ha ha ha (BANG!), Yeah, Kid comin' at you
and Fuzz, and Mr. Swifty, ha ha

No iller than me (wha?)
No one, no one is iller me
No one is than me
It's Mr. Swifty the 313...

I rappers wanna turn into singers
I keep lickin' they fingers
this competition and face this meanin'
Got your whole crew subpeonas
Hell nah you ain't seen a crew
Murder whoever's between us, your heaters
Keep it close, you can't us
While your whole crew treat us like G's, you best believe
I done made quadrapalegics outta these rejects
While the world ejects your tape, it ain't no secret
That shit sounds fake, you can't stop it my mind state
Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime
I'm Two-Face, I'm painful to rappers then you can tell
From these shells, how I gotta bend 'em like canals
I erase all trails, somethin' farther gettin' bail
Makes you wanna an emcee yourself, you might as well
Be within a 25 to sentence, on linkin' trials
Horrified, and keep on frontin', repentin' and lose they
Everything is foul Swift's around, vacate now
dumb enough to try to front and escape, how?
I'm gonna take this and drink it straight wild
Niggas steady fallin' in my like milk crates, BLAAAOW!

Swifty from the 313
Like I said no one is iller me, unnhh!

Me and Eminem and
down Van Dyke
Get my sucked late at night by a fuckin' transvestite
Still on probation for stranglin' my boy
Should be takin' my medication, it's 9 to 10 I'm
Last week old man I had to blast
'cause he tried to help me out my car was out of gas
Ripped this old lady, her neck by a hook
Didn't it was my grandmother 'til I checked her pocketbook
Fuckin' with the boys got me back on crack
Better explain where the hell TVs and VCRs is at
I done 100 pounds, I ain't been eatin' like I should
This wounded dog in the street is sure good!
Rob this little boy in his fuckin' paper
Throwin' bottles at day care centers and "EVERYBODY GET OUT"!
My girl beat my ass and shot me in the back a 2-piece
'cause she found out I was havin' an affair with her old niece

No one, no iller than me
It's Bizarre Kid from the 313
No one, no one is iller me
It's Bizarre Kid straight the 313

Nobody better test me, I don't wanna get messy
Especially when I step this bitch, dick freshly
New Lugz, the crew hugs, guzzle two mugs
Before I do drugs that make me throw up like flu
thugs, rugged unshaven messy scrubs
Whippin' 40-bottles like the fuckin' Pepsi
a fifth, crack open a six
I'm on my seventh 8-ball, now I gotta take a
I'm at these hoes that got boyfriends
Who a fuck who they was
I'm always someone else's girl like Cool J does
They probably don't be anyways, do they Fuzz?
We walked up, stomped asses and blew they buzz
Mics get
Stab your abdomen with a hand crafted pocketknife and spill antacid
Sprayed your motherfuckin' up when I ran past it
Fuckin' felon, headed to in a handbasket
shit will get you, your girl and your man blasted
Kidnapped and slapped in a van wrapped in Saran
Get your damn ass kicked, by fantastic
Furious motherfuckers
Flashin' in front of face without the Grand Masters

Slim Shady, ain't nobody iller me

I run like an ass with legs
Massive lead to your cabbage red
Similar to your ass in a casket
Drastic of acid heads
Come to abort you like a egg
trash you said got you standin' on plastic legs
Ask the feds from past the
Rockin' the classic threads
Flashin' bread, roll down the
Bitch you got some fantastic legs, you can get 'til ass get red
You can get that ass get red
Bizarre you get him and him, you get him and him
I'll get him and him, leave the two for my nigga Eminem
Never writer's block, I writers
My tighter, ante up and get your top fighters
Got fired for the counter with a mop stick
Some ran up screamin' GET THE COPS QUICK!
And got kicked, now she screamin' "Stop it..."
Got clips to stop shit, rock shit and this hot shit
Wherever you shop bitch, Fuzz '97 crop pick
Sick a-ya'll niggaz at me like I got tits
I shoot a through your optic
You niggaz still don't the top pick?
I got bricks, lose my foot in ass
And you shittin' socks bitch!
We shit, leave your fuckin' knot split
Grab the green from Al by showin' him hot
(No one...)

Ain't nobody than me

It's the Mr. from the 313
No one, no one is than me
It's Eminem and from the 313
No one, no one is than me
Fuzz and Buzz-arre from the 313

You have now 4 ill emcees!
From the home of and trash
lyrically blast...